Aside from rushing to the draft, Yue Qingyan has had almost no activity in the past few months. Although only the first two copies of "Yinying" are out of the factory now, in fact, his manuscript has reached the fifth volume. But the more you write to the back, the more tangled there are. Writing is always like this, when you write a character, the more you progress through the plot, the more things accumulate in him. Then, the more complicated it is to deal with him. Especially to write about so many characters, Yue Qingyan also hopes to fully show the state of each character when he dies through his works, which can give readers a deep impression.

Even if "Yinying" already has Tanaka Yoshiki and the great god Zhuyu in front of him, Yue Qingyan doesn't have the ability to memorize 2 million words, and the consistent plot framework is already his limit. A large number of rewrites and rewrites have made this version of "Yinying" show a variety of textures, whether it is conspiracy, combat, blood or even the emotions of the characters, at least it is not worse than the original work, but at the same time, it also makes Yue Qingyan a little exhausted.

What's more, the pressure on his body is too great. Although everyone has a lot of confidence in him, this confidence itself is also a kind of pressure. With the resources invested by the company before the Ming Dynasty, the management and promotion of the editors of the website platform, Ah Yue and Xu Yingying have been keeping an eye on various data, responding to the dynamics of readers at any time, and later there are various painters who participate in the project...... Working on a successful project is a resume for them, and if it fails, it is only the most basic income from the manuscript fee. The greater the hope, the greater the pressure on Yue Qingyan. He had never said this kind of thing to anyone, not even to Morsheng. There's some pressure, and as an author, no one can help you if you can't digest it yourself.

And the biggest pressure is not these, but what if the book is written badly?

"The Legend of the Galactic Heroes" is a masterpiece of the era, and although it is flawed, it is still admired by people. Moreover, although he remembers the framework of the story and the plot of most of the characters, and even many famous sentences in it, his memory of this book is really very light. With more than 2 million words, it is impossible for anyone to remember the full text clearly. After many years, it is not easy to remember the pretending golden sentence of "The history of the galaxy has turned another page", and the pretending line of "Our journey is the sea of stars". And the process of creating this book is really creating, rather than turning through the corners of brain circuits to find those sentences that he vaguely remembers. Halfway through the writing process, he really seems to be able to understand the mentality of Yoshiki Tanaka when he wrote this book, but with a more modern and contemporary ideology. This book has a lot of political thinking, but it actually sets up a lot of reading disabilities. It's so challenging to make these things come alive and interesting, and get the characters to say them in a playful tone that suits their personalities and positions.

And now, after half a book, Yue Qingyan only dares to say that the more he writes, the more he becomes more and more mature, and he grasps the characters more and more accurately, and he doesn't dare to say how well he writes. However, the feedback from the readers, the feedback from the editors, and the decisive moment today finally put him at ease.

Yes, this is my "Yinying". Because of all these people, and in a suitable era, maybe "Yinying" can achieve even higher.

Yue Qingyan's relaxed mentality, Mo Ersheng could easily feel it. These days, she has to go to Yue Qingyan's studio almost once a day or two. Although Yue Qingyan didn't know how to define his relationship with her, he still gave her a set of keys to the house.

Mo Ersheng didn't see Yue Qingyan every time he came. Sometimes he would go to a café with his notebook in hand. Although he carries a mobile phone, he often turns on the Do Not Disturb mode, which is used to buy food and drink, and does not read the news at all. Sometimes, he looked at Morsheng and said you play with me and write something, and then more than four hours passed...... He may be on his feet and move, but there is nothing else in his mind but the episodic character. When it's over, sometimes I'm startled when I see Morsheng on the side.

Morsheng fully understands what the author's concentration is, why he succeeds, and why he puts himself at a distance. Mo Ersheng still admired Yue Qingyan, but in this worship, more and more other emotions began to be mixed: pity, sympathy, distress, irritability, resentment......

"Are you happy today?" Morsheng asked.

"150,000, you should be happy. Yue Qingyan said. There was a real sense of relief in his tone.

"I think you've let go of a lot of baggage. ”

Yue Qingyan nodded: "A little." I was scared that I wasn't a good writer and couldn't write this story well. The architecture is too big. There are also many small details to worry about. Although there is an outline, I am still afraid that the front and back will not fit. ”

"You're asking too much of yourself. Morsheng said, "How can you be like this?"

"It's embarrassing to be faulty. Although there are many problems that cannot be avoided, at least try to do it. Yue Qingyan sighed.

"150,000 first prints give you confidence?" Morsheng said with some teasingness. She tried to adjust her tone, hoping not to make Yue Qingyan feel that she cared so much about the number of first prints.

"Pressure, pressure. I need to thank you for your proposal. The VAM agreement between me and the company is there. If this is smashed, everything goes without saying. Although it is not completely impossible to have opportunities in the future, there are many variables. The publisher's confidence in me determines what they do. The decision of the Lianxing Festival will affect the judgment of the whole company. I need that kind of confidence. And that confidence can't be what I asked for, eh...... I can't ask for it. Yue Qingyan said: "Now, at least it proves that Mr. Lian is very optimistic about me." ”

Morsheng nodded. Yue Qingyan can understand people, can handle so many roles, and of course understands the various joints. An author always lives on the verge of faith and fear. Without faith, there is no desire to elaborate, the desire to influence others with one's own ideas and thoughts. But most of the time, when he walked alone in the jungle of his words, it was confusion that allowed him to write every sentence and paragraph carefully. Indispensable.

Now, watching Yue Qingyan beg for benevolence, even Mo Ersheng's mood became lighter.

Yue Qingyan was really hungry. I took a taxi to an izakaya that was still open in the middle of the night, and when I asked for food and was waiting, Yue Qingyan asked:

"Now, do you still want to be with me?"

Mo Ersheng didn't expect Yue Qingyan to ask this at this time. "Huh, why ...... at this time?"

"Because these few months, I am very grateful that you have been there for me to help me, but also for letting you see all my worries. ”

"Is that so. Morsheng didn't know what to say.

She knew that Yue Qingyan was not deliberately alienating her, ignoring her and keeping her distance, but that her writing state was like this. If he hadn't done this, he wouldn't have been able to achieve the current "Legend of the Galactic Heroes". She was a first-time reader and naturally knew what the quality of the book was. She herself is a little caught up in it, looking forward to the new chapters that follow. However, what kind of distance should Yue Qingyan keep from a good writer like this? She herself felt that she was like an assistant when he was creating. I'm afraid it will be like this in the future.

Yue Qingyan doesn't hinder anything from writing short stories, once he writes long and super long stories, this will inevitably be the state. So what to do?

"It would be nice if you didn't write long stories. How cute and funny are you?" Morsheng muttered.

"Impossible. Short stories can't be sold. And I'm a newcomer, so it's impossible to sell the copyright from the beginning without laying a good foundation. ”

"Yes. Morsheng leaned on the table with his head in his hands.

"Aren't you entangled? You know my pain, right?" Yue Qingyan said with a smile: "This is really unpredictable." ”

Mo Ersheng knew that it was Yue Qingyan who really relaxed today. His previous burden was too heavy. Otherwise, he would never have said something like "knowing his pain."

"I still want to try. Morsheng made up his mind. A focused Yue Qingyan is still charming, although he spends most of his time completely in his own world, in the world of words, although it is very embarrassing and irritating, but still charming...... When you look at the chapters he wrote, it seems that anything can be forgiven.

"Huh?" Yue Qingyan said, "Have you made such a rough decision?"

"I've been thinking about it for a long time. I haven't disappeared these days, have I?" Morsheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hmm. I was surprised, too. Yue Qingyan scratched his head. This posture is still a little cute in Morsheng's opinion.

"Then, while you can stand me, please advise me. Yue Qingyan said very seriously.

Although it is so indifferently expressed, there is no passion, no ceremony, no flowers, no I like you, I love you, I want to give you happiness, how do I ...... There was no confession that all the boys who pursued girls would conceive, plan, and put into practice, but it didn't affect Mo Ersheng at all, because she knew that Yue Qingyan would never have that kind of mind. In his mind, she was still not the first priority, and probably never would be. However, there is finally a special place.

is just a faint emotion and statement, but it makes Mo Ersheng seem to have unloaded the heaviest burden in her heart, as if there is a warm current surging from the bottom of her heart and surging to the bottom of her eyes.

She turned her head sideways, her fingers darling across her eyes, wiping away the tears that were almost impossible to hide from the corners of her eyes.

"Alas, am I so sad to be together?" Yue Qingyan lost no time in teasing, ruining the atmosphere at once.

"Phew!" Yue Qingyan's words suddenly shattered all of Mo Ersheng's pressure and emotion, leaving only Dandan's joy.

To say that this is to spoil the atmosphere, yes. However, this is the special Yue Qingyan. Only Yue Qingyan, who has unloaded his burden, will say such things and do such things at this moment.